Originally a ferryman on the Santu River, he came to the world in search of Huangquan Stone and met all kinds of people.
They may use old love as a stepping stone, or they may have white hair because of a strange girl, or they may be drowned by a promise, or they may betray repeatedly for salvation.
People love the world, and those who are not sentient cannot understand its taste.
After experiencing desolation, on the edge of the cliff, he put green clothes on the pale and weak girl next to him. The strange elf he met for the first time had long been obliterated by the frost and snow. The blood that dared to risk life and death for a meal was cooled in the wind. She squeezed his hand tightly and smiled.
It was clearly a divorce agreed upon by both of them. She flaunted her rebellion and refused to bow her head until her death.
In fact, I can't protect anyone,
I can only protect you.
With love for him, he fulfills the world's fantasy of sacrifice.
The world is cold and desolate, and there is no place like you.
Throwing the sword to the ground, he turned around and threw himself into hell without a trace of nostalgia for the world.
Although the flowers are fragrant, they must eventually fall,
Life is impermanent.
The mundane world is now gone,
If you don't fall in love with drunken dreams, you will avoid wasting time.
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